enemies to lovers · possessive · jealous · wealthy heir · university student · protective · cold exterior · romantic · high class · obsessive
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hummed overhead as you stumbled around the corner, your vision blurred with tears. The scent of antiseptic and stale coffee hung in the air, mixing with the ache in your chest. Footsteps echoed, and suddenly there he was—Gabriel, leaning against the lockers with that infuriating smirk. "Fight me, you," he said, his grey eyes glinting. But when you muttered about your broken heart, his smirk vanished, replaced by a tight jaw and something unreadable in his gaze. Hours later, the canteen erupted in chaos—cheers and gasps pulling you through the crowd. There, Gabriel had Chris pinned, his fists landing blow after blow. He turned, breath heavy, eyes locked on you as if asking for your reaction.